I have to give Nicola Sturgeon credit where it’s due…at least she had the balls to use the word ‘lockdown’, which is more than the guy who passes for our PM, but looks more like a giant baby, did. Also, I find her far more assertive and reassuring…why is she not our PM? Oh, yeah, #indyref2…I don’t suppose that will be her priority again for a while.
Anyway, my political view (for what it’s worth) aside, this thing is really getting to me – way more than I anticipated. For one, and I think I’ve said this in previous posts, I basically self-isolate anyway. The only reasons I’ve left the house this year so far are for medical treatment or to walk Henry. So I tick all the boxes that currently qualify me as a model citizen. I can’t really pinpoint the reasons why this is affecting me but thought I’d bash out some thoughts…
…I’ve said this in a previous post, but I’m useless on the phone so I find it tricky to navigate the mental health services on which I so desperately depend without any face to face contact. I’m also still having my meds tweaked. I recently stopped one of two antidepressants I was taking, and seem to be a lot more tearful than normal. I’m also more panicky, which hasn’t been an issue for a long time. The panic seems to be (partly) related somehow to food/eating. This is something I’ve not been doing much of, I’ve lost some weight which is raising alarm bells amongst those who know my history and meal times have become a battleground once more. Tonight, I actually managed to eat some scrambled egg, beans and toast (I only allowed myself this after having walked Henry for a total of about 2 hours today, but this obviously won’t be possible going forward) but immediately dissolved into a hyperventilating, blubbering mess on the kitchen floor…I used to do this a lot during ‘refeeding’…?? Anyway, as of tomorrow, one of my new meds is to be increased so I’ll just have to wait and see what impact that has.
So, yeah, it’s a confusing time, overall. I’m trying to keep myself busy in the house – I’m watching A LOT of Netflix/Amazon Prime (and have plenty of recommendations if anyone needs any lol), I have a 5000 piece jigsaw on the go (which is less relaxing and more frustrating, while I figure out a workable strategy), I’m playing a lot of PS4 and I’m managing to read a bit. Weirdly, I miss studying despite not really having the capacity to sort out the dog’s dinner I left on my desk sometime around Christmas, much less read and understand anything…maybe that will come in time. But all the while, I’m coping with this constant undercurrent of acute anxiety and low mood, a kind of inertia that wants me to stay in bed all day and an incredible sense of guilt at how unproductive I am, that I’m serving no purpose but to use up oxygen so vital for the survival of the rest of the human race.
[Just as an aside, if anyone reading this is a frontline member of NHS staff, I have nothing but respect and admiration for what you’re doing just now, and I pray that you all stay safe during this difficult time. On behalf of service users everywhere, thank you 🙏 ]